I haven’t been feeling very pretty. And I was feeling like an insect pupa waiting for something to happen. Like magically 25 pounds would fall off my body. I got tired of living in limbo and I went and got myself a haircut and a color. Amazing what a little pampering can do to your ego. I feel better already. I’d been trying to keep my hair sort of blond, sort of not dyed, trying to get accustomed to gray hair. The blond wasn’t really staying in my hair. So yeah, whatever, I just got really sick of it. And even though I suppose this is less the real me that the graying me was, I feel more like me. Me in a bottle. Identity on a grocery store shelf. $10 personality change.
The fourth of July was great. We spent the day on Randy’s boat, the Tortuga. We BBQed and watched the Sausalito fireworks. Lots of photos here .